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Apr 2010
I still hear your voice
in the dead of the night,
I still feel your touch
in the morning light.
I see your face in a sizable crowd.
I see your smile in a cottony cloud.
You weigh on my mind,
and you reside in my heart-
even though we're worlds apart.
Written by
Jamie Raybould
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